Top 500 Erin Morgenstern Quotes (2024 Update)
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251. “I’m in love with her.”

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252. “There are many kinds of magic, after all.”

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253. “But he spends so much time in front of screens he has a near-compulsive need to let his eyeballs rest on paper.”

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254. “I’m more of a cocktail guy,” he says, though he is also of the opinion that sparkling wine is an anytime beverage and appreciates Mirabel’s style.”

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255. “It looks a breath away from being a crumbling ruin. Held together by spinning planets and ticking clocks and wishful thinking and string.”

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256. “He reads histories and mythologies and fairy tales, wondering why it seems that only girls are ever swept away from their mundane lives on farms by knights or princes or wolves.”

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257. “Strange, isn’t it? To love a book. When the words on the pages become so precious that they feel like part of your own history because they are.”

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258. “If she were gone I would be nothing. You should think better of yourself than to settle for that.”

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259. “He waits though once he never waited, would never dream to wait or wait to dream.”

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260. “A dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world. – OSCAR WILDE, 1888.”

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261. “Books are always better when read than explained.”

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262. “Not a single person in that audience believes for a second that what I do up there is real,” he says, gesturing in the general direction of the stage. “That’s the beauty of it. Have you seen the contraptions these magicians build to accomplish the most mundane feats? They are a bunch of fish covered in feathers trying to convince the public they can fly, and I am simply a bird in their midst. The audience cannot tell the difference beyond knowing that I am better at it.”

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263. “You’re not destined or chosen, I wish I could tell you that you were if that would make it easier, but it’s not true. You’re in the right place at the right time, and you care enough to do what needs to be done. Sometimes that’s enough.”

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264. “We are fish in a bowl, dear.”

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265. “Bailey feels oddly at ease. As though he is closer to the ground, but taller at the same time.”

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266. “Can’t make an egg without breaking a few metaphors.”

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267. “And then he tells her stories. Myths he learned from his instructor. Fantasies he created himself, inspired by bits and pieces of others read in archaic books with crackling spines.”

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268. “He was seeking immortality, which is a terrible thing to seek. It is not seeking anything, but rather avoiding the unavoidable.”

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269. “Do you believe in the mystical, the fantastical, the improbable, or the impossible? Do you believe that things others dismiss as dreams and imagination actually exist? Do you believe in fairy tales?”

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270. “You could have been a ballerina,” Mme. Padva remarks to Celia. “You are quite good on your feet.” “I am good off my feet as well,” Celia says, and Mr. Barris nearly knocks over his own glass while Mme. Padva cackles.”

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271. “For every tale carved in rock there are more inscribed on autumn leaves or woven into spiderwebs.”

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272. “The breaking is the easy part. The pulling back together is the problem.”

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273. “There are girls in feathered costumes who spin at various heights, suspended by ribbons that they can manipulate. Marionettes that control their own strings.”

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274. “It was all a matter of timing,” she says. “My train was late that day. The day I saw you drop your notebook. Had it been on schedule we never would have met. Maybe we were never meant to. It was a possibility, one of thousands, and not inevitable, the way some things are.”

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275. “There are countless tattoos, and yet they meld and flow into one design gracefully adorning her like an elegant, unusual piece of jewelry.”

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276. “He has untangled himself from vines blossoming with story-filled flowers. He has traversed piles of abandoned teacups with text baked into their crackled glaze. He has walked through puddles of ink and left footprints that formed stories in his wake that he did not turn around to read.”

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277. “How do I fix it?” Zachary asks. “There is no fixing. There is only moving forward in the brokenness.”

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278. “It would not have been my choice for her, but a child should not have their choices dictated for them.”

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279. “Yes,” Poppet says. “But what’s the use in seeing the future if I can’t do anything to stop it?” ” You cannot stop things,” Celia says. “You can only be prepared for them to happen.”

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280. “He wishes he had brought the wine-colored book with him, but he is trying to make a point of not having his nose constantly in a book. It is an attempt to appear friendlier that he’s not certain is working yet.”

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281. “For a moment he can feel, sharply and strongly, within the air in his lungs, precisely what it is to lose and find and lose again, over and over and over.”

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282. “They are a nocturnal amalgam of social event and business meeting.”

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283. “It’s never too late to change what you are, it took me a long time to figure that out.”

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284. “I felt like we were right at that place where you go from being regular friends to help-you-move-dead-bodies friends but we weren’t quite there yet, like we needed to do one more side quest together and earn a few more mutual approval points and then it would be something a little more comfortable, but we hadn’t figured out our friendship dynamic entirely.”

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285. “Important things hurt sometimes.”

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286. “Only a single cat notices them in this moment and though the cat recognizes this mistake for what it is, it does not interfere. It is not the way of cats to interfere with fate.”

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287. “It doesn’t whisper verses or stories around his tongue and into his head, thankfully, but it tastes older than stories. It tastes like myth.”

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288. “It bothers him most at times like this, in the bottom of the brandy bottle and the quiet of the night.”

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289. “Symbols are for interpretation, not definition.”

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290. “Whatever you wish to pay for a glimpse of your future,” the fortune-teller says. Bailey stops to consider this for a moment. It is strange, but fair.”

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291. “Secrets have power, and that power diminishes when they are shared, so they are best kept and kept well.”

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292. “Endings are what give stories meaning.”

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293. “The painter spends her time in solitude and contemplation categorizing losses and regrets trying to determine if there was ever anything she could have done to prevent any of them or if they simply passed through her life and out again like waves upon a shore.”

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294. “Even the ground beneath his feet feels unsatisfying to his boots.”

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295. “The place is sprawling yet intimate. It is difficult to measure its breadth. Halls fold into rooms or galleries and stairs twist downward or upward to alcoves or arcades. Everywhere there are doors leading to new spaces and new stories and new secrets to be discovered and everywhere there are books.”

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296. “Do you know why I gave my daughter permission to marry your father? Because she would have run off with him regardless. Follow your dreams, Bailey,” she says. “Be they Harvard or something else entirely. No matter what that father of yours says, or how loudly he might say it. He forgets that he was someone’s dream once, himself.”

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297. “Devotion is for acolytes. Worthiness for guardians. Keepers must have spirit and keep it aloft.”

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298. “I don’t always write in order, so composing multi-book stories could get complicated.”

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299. “On this evening, Mme. Padva wears a dress of black silk, hand embroidered with intricate patterns of cherry blossoms, something like a kimono reincarnated as a gown. Her silver hair is piled atop her head and held in place with a small jeweled black cage. A choker of perfectly cut scarlet rubies circles her neck, putting forth a vague impression of her throat having been slit. The overall effect is slightly morbid and incredibly elegant.”

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300. “The circus left him behind, sailing forth, and yet he cannot turn away from the shore.”

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